One strike, destroyed Muhuloka's leg and half of his abdomen. The Protective True Qi and transcendental body of a warrior at the Divinity Realm were as fragile as tofu under this blow, utterly vulnerable.
"This Demon Beast... is still on the grassland..." Muhuloka was practicing to control his wound, preventing it from bleeding again, cold sweat pouring from his face, gritting his teeth and speaking.
It was this Demon Beast that killed the Grassland Sacred Beast, the Golden-eyed Silver Wolf, proving strength not inferior to the Strongest. Now, this Demon Beast blocked the path ahead.
"Dragon King, what should we do?" asked Jingsheng Tian.
"Force through. Even the Strongest to kill a Divinity Realm needs some effort. The four of us combined can contend with ordinary Strongest. This Demon Beast, though possessing strength comparable to the Strongest, lacks Martial Arts, which is a significant flaw," said the Dragon King.
